Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

Chapter 81

As Genevieve hung up, Anthony stood up and his face turned somber.

“Go and get Samson’s caretaker,” Anthony snarled.

“Yes, sir,” Daniel responded immediately.

Soon after, a housekeeper was led to him, her face wrinkled with worry.

“Mr. Hoffman… The housekeeper started.

Anthony interrupted, “Is Samson with you all the time?”

Anthony’s voice was cold enough to freeze ice.

The housekeeper was flustered. Her voice trembled as she replied, “Yes…”

Anthony took in her reaction and narrowed his eyes. His gaze took on a chilling light.

“Honestly, how dare you lie when Mr. Hoffman is questioning you?” Daniel exclaimed.

The housekeeper trembled slightly. She hesitated for a few seconds, She couldn’t help but confess, “I didn’t mean to. It was Ms. Stewart who told me not to tell you.”

“Recently, Ms. Stewart frequently asks me to bring Samson to her the housekeeper explained. “She locks him in a room so on Malcolm instead, Samson is too little and cries often. When he cries, Ms. Stewart…”

m so that we can focus

The servant hesitated, slightly frightened.

“She…?” Daniel prompted.

“Ms.

Stewart will scold him, occasionally beat him, and even starve him. There’s nothing we can do….

The housekeeper lowered her head, trembling with fear, and whispered, “Maybe it’s because Malcolm can’t speak, but when Ms. Stewart is angry, she’ll

il take it out on Samson because she can’t bear to take it out on her own son…”

child!

Who would have thought this bright young woman could be so harsh on a child!

There was dead silence in the office.

Anthony’s expression was twisted with distaste, his face harsh and foreboding. The air around him became several degrees colder.

Suddenly, he grabbed an ornament on the table, well worth six figures, and hurled it to the ground. The veins of his arms strained against the

skin, and his whole body was tense.

The housekeeper didn’t dare to make another sound

Anthony’s voice was dark and frigid, causing chills to skitter down their backs.

“Go and take Samson away. You don’t have to inform anyone, Anthony ordered.

He knew that Samson would be ruined if he continued staying with Rosalie.

nodded, “I’ll

at

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happened in the

the bush and told him everything

her mouth, and she struck others

be as gentle as a babbling brook,

in actuality, she was a completely

the violent emotions threatening to burst from his chest, Anthony took a

out” Anthony ordered in the

happened in the wake of Rosalie’s return to the country was not

wife and child because

it weren’t for

his throat as the blood rushed to his head, and he tasted the tang of

was solely for Austin

his phone and

and have a drink with me” he exclaimed

side, Brendan stared at the screen of his own phone, confusion plain on

middle of the day?” Brendan asked

of people

was very

also invited a few girls befitting of their statuses. These men were either young models who had just entered the

eager to ride their coattails, so they were working hard at entertaining them.

one beside Anthony was the prettiest, even

this was on purpose

the shadowy booth, solemn and weighty, and

the afternoon, it was akin to a hook dragging out his deepest

He couldn’t ho

overwhelmed

she had said was

Samson, but why not pity

her. He wanted her back by his

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would be good

Genevieve

gulped down a whiskey, but it might as well have been tasteless

next to him

of them cajoled. “Are you trying

What’s the point of drinking by yourself? Genie, hurry up

the female model beside Anthony.

but she had been unable to find a chance and make

she heard this, she immediately knelt and poured Anthony a glass of wine.

trying to convey something while handing the glass to

seemed a little startled when he saw

he just seen

‘Genie?

it her?‘

y wondered.

his expression was fierce as he reached out

voice, Anthony asked, “Is that you,

her